REFLECTIONS ON WINDOW

REFLECTIONS ON WINDOW

A Poem by prachi prangya agasti
"

memories are stronger than reality

"

I mournfully yet fondly gaze

Through fancy lights on faded glass

With happy scenes of other days

And short lived pleasures of the past

I glue my nose to the window panes

Seemed to paint with youthful laughs

I see the silver drops fall down

Two friends running and chasing

Madly and crazily splashing the rain

The moment then passed like childish tears

Throwing me back on bygone years

I sighed and see the lights flicker

Smiling teens visiting new places

A canoe trip, or trek in the woods

Birthday smiles and wedding gathers

The scene faded as I tried to capture

Like love in the hearts and lover’s dreams

I found myself back to the murmuring

Gluing my face to the glass that viewed

In the stain glass window, I looked

Two love birds’ arms around each other

I remembered the feeling of my love,

The relationship fading without a goodbye

I held my composure and tried to sigh

But I fall to the floor still looking

Through the reflection into the window

I adjust my teardrops fall from the sky

But feelings are forever written

On a scroll inside my heart

Through the window afraid to look out,

Memories to remind but I knew

Through the reflections of the window

The pain lingers inside

 


 

 

© 2013 prachi prangya agasti


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prachi prangya agasti
thank you for reading....

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A beautiful and sad poem. Memories allow us to rebirth pain and pleasure. Your description took the reader into deep and lonely thoughts. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


prachi prangya agasti

11 Years Ago

thank you....
Really nice..thoughtful write up!
I really like it :)
I can relate to this piece totally :)
Keep writing!
You are improving day by day :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


prachi prangya agasti

11 Years Ago

thank you.... :)
Akshat♥

11 Years Ago

you are welcome dear :)
this is called greatness.......................wonderful!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Posted 11 Years Ago


prachi prangya agasti

11 Years Ago

thanks..... :)

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prachi prangya agasti
prachi prangya agasti

bhubaneswar, chandrasekharpur, India



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